Who Knew, Huh?
Chapter Thirty Eight (38): Pleasure is my business
After a hard week at work, Hotch was called away to Dallas and had given the team the night off. Everyone had various plans and followed through with them. Spencer had noticed that Emily didn't think and believe that she was attractive, since she had the triplets because she wouldn't let him near her. The C-section had left her with a scar of course and she felt that it made her appearance bad and didn't want to repulse her husband away.
But that night Reid had managed to put all five to bed, when he planned a romantic dinner for the two of them, of course he had ordered the food, because the last time he had tried to cook, he had somehow gotten the fire department involved and was therefore banned from the kitchen, unless she was supervising.
So after the dinner he managed to get her up in their bedroom, door locked, clothes scattered on the floor, mattress creaking and them trying to keep quiet not to wake the kids. She bit his shoulder when she started to feel herself go over the edge, when out of nowhere the phone started ringing, startling them. Spencer rolled off of Emily, while she answered the phone.
"This better be good JJ" she practically growled, after pressing the talk button on the cordless phone.
"Now that isn't a way to talk to your father, Emily"
"I didn't know I even had one" This caught Spencer's attention.
"Actually, I didn't even know I was a grand father" Emily rolled her eyes at this, the mood was definitely over.
"Really, not even with your two other daughters?" Spencer lay on his side looking at her with concern.
"Emily, you were always like your mother. Cold and judgmental" He told her with no emotions in his voice.
"I guess I'm not that much like mother since you're calling me, Charles" Spencer knew right then that the person on the other line was Emily's father Charles Prentiss.
"What have I ever done to you, to deserve this cold attitude?"
"Let me see, you walked out on us, you got two of mother's closest friends pregnant, and I didn't even know you were still alive until this call"
"I was calling you because I thought we could start over, get to know one another again, meet that boy toy of yours, and meet my grandchildren"
"Did you just call my husband a... You know what, there was never anything to start over with, because there was nothing there from the start! And If you even get near my family I'll make sure that the only way you get food into you is through a straw!" she then hung up and threw the phone onto the floor. Spencer was left stunned and a little turned on.
"Emily, what did he say?"
"...Found out I was married and have kids, wants to meet them and start over something that never existed" she told him as she got dressed into her usual nightwear.
Then the phone started ringing again, making groan in annoyance and Spencer answered, "Hello?"
"Spence, we're needed in Dallas, where Hotch is at. He said that he concluded that they have a female serial killer"
"I'll tell Emily and get the kids ready" he said as he put the phone back in the receiver and made his way to his wife. He started wrapping his arms around her when she jumped back, "Whoa, what's wrong?"
"What are you doing, measuring my waist?"
"Relax, I barely got my arms around you" he then cringe at how that sounded.
"Excuse me? Listen I'm sorry that my body's repulsive to you, especially with this scar" she then took her things, went in the washroom and slammed the door.
"Idiot!" he called himself, before getting dressed and ready.
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"What did you do or say to her?" Morgan asked as a joked, but his face turned serious when he saw Reid not even focused to what Morgan said, "Kid, is everything alright?"
"I think I was put in the dog house, as you referred to once, for nothing"
"Talk to me man"
"Emily's never been worried about her physical figure, at least not to a point make up the idea that she'll repulse me, when in actuality she got her old figure just like we met the first time. Fit and all"
"Okay, but can you blame her? I mean she got pregnant three times and last time she carried triplets"
"Okay"
"And now she has a scar from where they had to cut and pull out William and then fix whatever needed fixing and to her she thinks it doesn't make her feel good enough to wear a bikini and go to the beach"
"I'm not following"
"Reid, she feels like she's ugly and fat, just like every other woman does, because they lost their figure and think that their husband are going to run off with someone else"
"That explain why she became verbally aggressive after getting that call"
"What call? JJ calling?"
"No before that. Emily's dad walked out on her and her mother, but while they were married he got two of her mother's friends pregnant. After he left he never made any contact with Emily until last night"
"Kid, show her that you're not her father"
"Yeah but he said something to her that really upset her... I just wish I knew what it was"
"Looks like Prentiss had a harder childhood than any of us thought huh?"
"Yeah..." Spencer than was back in deep thoughts.
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"Hey Prentiss..." Emily started walking to him when he placed the leather outfit against her, "Got a whip?" he then gave her his trademark grin.
"...Seriously?" she pushed the outfit away from her.
"Hey, what wrong?"
"Why should anything be wrong?"
"Because you've been a little on the edge even before we got this case. Come on, you can tell me"
"Morgan... just leave it be" she told him before walking pass him and joining the rest of the team in the living room.
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Getting the rest of the night to gain some sleep, everyone went to their rooms, Spencer on the other hand wanted some answers answered now. So he took the spare Key card from his and Morgan's room and walked to the room that Emily and JJ were shaking and knocked on it. Of course Emily answered.
"What are you doing he-" before she knew it, Spencer pushed himself inside the room and passionately kissed her.
They made it to the closest bed, and were making out in a animalistic matter. Also JJ was taking a shower, so she couldn't hear or see anything that was going at this moment. Everything between them was going extremely well until he started lifting her shirt. That's when she pulled back and pulled his hand away from her.
"What's going on, Emily? What did your father say to you?"
"Get off of me, Spencer" she told him while pushing him off of her and he got off of her.
"Whatever he said, really affected you because you've been emotionally and verbally aggressive towards me. So, please tell me"
"...I don't... I... I'm afraid of ending up like him"
"You're afraid of getting two of my closest friends pregnant?" he asked in a confused tone.
"No" she told him, "He walked out on us, and was and probably still screwing someone way younger than him... Hell even younger than me"
"Okay, but what does that have to do with you? I know you've been feeling like the scar is only going to make me get turned off, It hasn't and never will. I've been trying to copulate with you for a while now, and you've been pushing me away. You're creating this illusion that if I see you're scar or body that I'll be disgusted and never want to be intimate with you when in reality you're actually in great shape"
"...He called you my boy toy husband" she looked away from him, expecting him to laugh at her insecurity, but when nothing came she turned to look at him and saw anger in his eyes and facial expression.
"Emily, I know that I'm not that to you"
"Yes, you're the man I fell in love with that night at the subway station"
"If he ever contacts you again, hand over the phone to me, understood?"
"Alright" she told him, while stroking the side of his face.
Spencer leaned into her touch, before grabbing her hand and pulling her to him and fiercely kissed her. Emily immediately kissed back, while tangling her fingers into his hair.
"You have to leave" she said, while Spencer kissed the sweet spot on her neck, making her lean back onto the mattress.
"Why?"
"JJ's in the washroom and I don't hear the shower running"
"Crap!" he backed away, but pulled Emily up with him as he made his way to the door. After he left, JJ walked out of the washroom, wearing her night wear and both her and Emily slept.
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Hotch had told the team that they had to come in at 10 in the morning instead of seven int he morning. Hotch had taken Meg's death really hard, even the rest of the team mourn the girl's death. But at the Reids household, Spencer made sure that once the kids were fast asleep in there beds, he would show how much he cared, loved and turned by Emily's physicality. d
"Oh...oh... Oh god... Spencer!" she screamed out loud, letting her nails mark his bare back.
"Yes... oh yes, Emily!" he cried out as he went over the edge and then laid on top of his wife, kissing her neck.
Now Emily and Spencer were basking in the afterglow of their activities. Spencer rolled off of her, pulled her to him and she was currently listening to his heartbeat. While he stroked her back and watching her drifting off to sleep, when the doorbell rung, startling them. Spencer got his boxers on and grabbed his firearm from his gun safe and slowly journeyed his way down.
"Daddy?" Cassie called.
"Shhh. Stay where you are Cassandra" Spencer told his daughter while making his way down the stairs. Emily was now fully dressed, when she arrived at the top of the stair case.
Spencer looked through the peep hole and saw a man standing on the porch, gun loaded and safety off, he opened the door and saw the man back away.
"Whoa! I'm just here to see Emily" the man stated.
"Who are you?"
"Charles Prentiss"
"...No, I'm not letting you in or even near my family!" Spencer angrily stated.
"I'm her father!"
"You lost that right the moment you cut your own daughter from your life"
"I have the right to see my grand children!" he stated.
"I don't how you found out about Emily and I, or even about our children but you're not getting near them! So turn around before I call for backup!"
"Are you threatening me!" he glared at Spencer.
"Only because you're a threat to my family" right then a truck pulled and out came Morgan with his firearm.
"Kid everything alright! Emily called and said that you needed backup"
"I think you better leave, before I have you arrested for trespassing on private property"
"...This isn't over" he threatened as he walked away, got in the limo and the vehicle drove away.
"Who was the nut?"
"Emily's father... he probably hired a PI to find out everything about us..."
"What are you gonna do?"
"Put a APB on him when he's here in DC, and a notice to other precinct to keep an eye on him"
"...Nice boxers kid" he grinned in a teasing way, making the young man blush.
"Thanks... listen sorry about bothering you"
"Reid the guy's stalking you and was on private property threatening your family, that wasn't a problem for me when my family needs help" he smiled at him, "I better head on home to Clooney, see you at work"
"Yeah... see you at work" he said went back inside, locked the door and made his way up to Emily, who was putting Cassie back in bed. Minutes later Emily walked out and immediately hugged him.
"Are you okay?" she asked.
"He threatened that it wasn't over, but as soon as we get to work tomorrow we're putting an APB on him and alert that he's a threat to two Federal Agents, for stalking and trespassing on private property" he told her, "Thank you for calling Morgan"
"I knew he wouldn't just go away. I wouldn't have helped so I called Morgan"
"Well, it was a wise decision" he told her before kissing her, "Now let's try to get some sleep, okay?"
"Alright" she held his hand as they returned to their room and slowly drifted to sleep.
Meanwhile somewhere in DC, Charles Prentiss dialed a number and waited for the person o the other line to answer.
"Yes, it's me... Things didn't work out the way it seems at the household... Yes, they'll probably look into you, so follow wherever she goes and alert me when you can pull her into a private meeting with me... I don't care how!... You have my permission to use any necessary force to bring her to me, understood!... I'll send you the money, goodbye" he then hung up and looked out his window, smirking at the plan that was currently bubbling in his mind at the moment.